Kudos if you reviewed 'n such.

To mariposablosson: You're right. Since I'm having the pokemon play a major role as well, I might as well give them personalities. I was thinking of doing that, actually. But extra kudos to you for bringing up the idea ;)

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Natalie had left Lumious City bright and early the next morning. Calem having left the night before. Natalie lifted her hand to cover her mouth when a yawn slipped through her lips. She wasn't use getting up this early. Unless it was time for school. The sky was a pale orange mixed with pink. Peach color you could say. The sun was just starting to rise up in the horizon. Casting its morning light upon the land itself. The fresh start of a new day.

The first hour was rather uneventful for the most part. That is...until she noticed something out of place on the bridge ahead. A large mass was present.

"What the hell?" she muttered to herself as she got closer.

The mass soon took from into a rather big, round pokemon that seemed to be in a deep sleep. Its snores were loud enough to vibrate the ground slightly.

"You're a Snorlax." Natalie muttered to herself. This was certainly a predicament here. She's had her share of running into sleeping Snorlaxs back in Kanto. It was certainly a nuisance. But what can you do?

"Excuse me. Miss?" a voice asked from behind.

"Huh?" Natalie turned around to see two men approach her. One looking a lot older then the other.

"Are you trying to get to Camphrier as well?" the elderly man asked.

"Yes, sir." Natalie nodded.

"Well I'm going to have to apologize in advance." the man sighed. "This snorlax has been here for days. We've tried everything that we could but it wouldn't budge! So until we figure out a way to wake up the snorlax and send him home, you're going to have to wait."

"Don't you have a Pokeflute?" Natalie asked.

"Pokeflute?" the elderly man repeated.

"Pokeflute. It's a special flute that is able to wake up even the heaviest of sleepers. Including pokemon. Don't you have one?"

"I'm afraid not." the other man sighed. "But I know someone who dose own one."

"Really? Who might that be?"

"The man who owns Parfum Palace." the elderly man replied. "It's just north of Route 6. It's not that hard to spot as well." he added.

Natalie thought for a second before nodding. "Alright then. I'll go get the Pokeflute." she said.

"R-really?!" the elderly man asked happily.

"Of course. We have this kind of problem back in Kanto a lot. So I can handle it." Natalie said with a smile.

"Oh! I don't know how I could repay you for this."

Natalie shook her head. "There's no need to pay me, sir. I'm just doing my part in helping others."

...

The walk to Parfum Palace took only an hour. When she finally spotted the palace, Natalie couldn't help but look at it in awe. It was a beautiful building. Probably filled with all sorts of rooms. It looked like one of those palaces from a fairy tale. But Natalie was suddenly snapped out of her thoughts when she heard a yell. She looked over to the large iron gate and spotted a familiar young girl stomp her foot on the ground in front of a well dressed man.

"1,000 poke!? Are you kidding me!?" Shauna yelled angrily. Both of her hands balled into angry fists.

"I'm sorry ma'm." the guard said calmly, "But either pay up, or leave."

"What's it with rick people nowadays!" Shauna yelled.

"Shauna?" Natalie asked as she approached her.

Shauna let out a small gasp before she immediately spun around. "Natalie!" she gasped nervously, "H-hi."

"What seems to be the problem?" the older teen asked as she stood beside her.

"Apparently I have to pay 1,000 poke just to visit the palace." Shauna said, arms crossed frustratingly, "What about you? Are here to see the palace too?"

"No, no." Natalie chuckled, "I'm just here to ask the person in charge if I could borrow something."

"If you wish to speak with him, please pay 1,000 poke for entrance." the guard said.

"Alright! Fine! I'll pay the damn fee." Shauna cursed. Just as she was about to reach into her bag, Natalie held her hand out.

"It's alright, Shauna. I'll pay for the both of us." Natalie said as she reached into her purse.

Shauna's eyes widened. "Are...are you sure, N-kins?" she asked as she watched her rummage through her purse.

"Positive." Natalie replied before she handed the guard the money to pay for the fee.

"Please enjoy your visit." the guard said before he opened the gates to Parfum Palace.

"Don't mind if I do!" Shauna said before she marched in with her head held high. Natalie smiled and followed her in. Once they were inside, both girls gasped. "Wooooooooooooooow." Shauna said in awe as her eyes gazed upon the ancient art and style of the palace. "This place is amazing!" the young trainer added.

Natalie looked around in awe as well.

"Oh, no! Oh, no!" a voice cried frantically.

"Huh?" both girls said in unison when a distraught looking man suddenly came speeding over to them.

"Have any of you seen my Furfrou? My dear Furfrou is missing and I can't seem to find him!" the man asked desperately. Both girls shook their heads.

"Sorry Mister. I haven't seen one any where." Shauna said.

"Me neither." Natalie added.

"Oh! My dear Furfrou!" the man fell to his knees and started to weep softly.

Natalie felt pity swell up in her. She knew first hand what's like losing a pokemon you loved you dearly...

Flashback

Five year old Natalie sat on the steps of her Kanto home in Pallet Town. In her hands she held Ryhorn's favorite ball.

"Natalie?" a concerned voice asked from behind.

The child looked up with teary eyes to see her mother standing behind the door looking down at her with worried eyes. "Sorry mommy." Natalie sniffed as she hugged the ball tighter.

Grace sighed and closed the door behind her before she sat on the same step as her daughter. "I know you're worried about Ryhorn." she said, "But your father is out there looking for him. I know he'll find him."

"B-but what if he doesn't?" Natalie whimpered, "W-what if Ryhorn never comes home! What someone took him!"

"Now don't say that." her mother said sternly. "Never say negative things like that again. Stuff like that will nerve help you in a situation. What you could do is try to stay strong. You have to believe Ryhorn will come home. I believe he will come home."

Natalie sniffed and bobbed her head sadly before a familiar cry caught her attention. Both girls looked down the road and spotted two figures approaching. One was of a pokemon. And the other, a man. "Ryhorn!" Natalie cried happily before she dropped the ball and immediately ran over to greet the pokemon.

The Ryhorn let out a happy cry when he saw her and immediately stopped to let her hug him.

"Oh! Ryhorn! I thought you would never come home!" Natalie sobbed as she hugged the pokemon tightly. Ryhorn let out a soft cry and licked Natalie's cheek in apology.

"I found him by the lake taking a nap." her father sighed, "But he's alright, thank Arceus."

Natalie sniffed and smiled up at her father and then at Ryhorn. She was just so glad they were home...

Flashback ends...

"We can help you find him." she said.

"What?!" Shauna asked in shock.

The man looked up at Natalie with watery eyes. "R-really?" he asked, his eyes glittering hopefully.

Natalie smiled and nodded. "We'll find your Furfrou. Right Shauna?"

"Uh... Yeah! We're pokemon trainers after all! It's also out duty to help other trainers too!"

The man jumped to his feet and clapped his hands together happily. "Oh! Joyous day!" he cried happily, "I can't thank any of you enough!"

Natalie smiled. "Now... May we have a map to this place? Finding your Furfrou might take a while..."

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This chapter was originally going to be much longer. But I decided to cut it into two parts.